I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 2173

Chapter 2048 Chapter 243 Broken Hand

“No——”

Yellow sand filled the sky, rolling in from the end of the dune field.

The few crops left in the village were torn and thrown away, and the bloody figure was broken into several pieces, drowned in this natural disaster.

Bang!

The stone slab was pushed open, and the boy poked his head out.

After the disaster, the remaining storm still howled and blew painfully on people’s faces.

The yellow sand hit his face and rubbed his eyelids painfully. The boy stood in the remnants of the storm and saw a desolate scene. In the distance, the afterglow of the sunset fell, and there was no orange glow. It was a dark and gloomy gray, the color of death.

“Wind…”

“Sand…”

The boy was silent for an unknown period of time, and the bright starlight lit up in his eyes. At this moment, he actually saw through the true meaning of the changes of wind and sand.

“Hmm, hmm!”

A yellowish-brown scepter rolled down from the broken wall not far away, and the half-dried corpse hanging on it, which had been exposed to the sun for an unknown period of time, suddenly made a hoarse sound.

Elder Xia…

The young man looked up and saw that the old man was breathing in more than breathing out, with only a breath of Xuanmang power in his body to keep him alive.

If Elder Xia, the strongest elder in the tribe, was like this, the others should all be dead, right?

“Axin…”

“Elder Xia!”

The young man hurried over.

Half of the body was hanging on the broken wall, with its dried intestines still hanging out. The withered hand suddenly reached out and held his face.

The old man’s turbid yellow eye, which looked like death, stared at the beautiful eyes of the young man, which were full of stars. The fanaticism and pilgrimage-like brilliance in his eyes could not be concealed.

“Zhu Ji…”

“Elder Xia, what are you talking about?”

“You… awakened…”

“Elder Xia, I saw it, I saw a lot of things, I seem to be able to understand the changes between them.”

“Good! Good! Good!”

“Elder Xia, how can I save you?”

“Live, live, use the eyes of God, practice… use the power of God to change this world…”

…

“No——”

The waves were higher than the sky, and the thunderstorm roared down like the anger of God.

The prosperity of the coastal market for 30 years was destroyed in this natural disaster.

The vortex flowed slowly. After the disaster, the remaining river ditches cut the former beautiful scenery into broken clusters. This place seemed to be completely lifeless.

“Water…”

“Thunder…”

The wind and sand were light, gathering and forming a young man’s figure.

The pupils of Zhu Ji took in everything. The nature of heaven and earth was also the teacher of Taoism. It gave sorrow and anger, and left without asking for anything in return.

Zizi——

The young man raised his hand, and lightning surged in his palm.

With a stroke of his fingertips, the water in the ditch moved as he wished, suspended in the air.

He watched this scene quietly, and after a long time, the starlight in his eyes faded, but a white light flickered.

The young man looked at the sea, as if he had penetrated countless time, and saw the golden dragon breaking out of the water, bringing hundreds of millions of sailors from the Sea Country to the shore.

“Dream?”

“Or, the power of the prophet?”

…

“No——”

The suppression of the Baiyi tribe ended, and the rebels surrendered.

Only the blood-stained tribe leader was left, who was pressed to his knees, but he was unwilling to be humiliated, and glared at the majestic middle-aged black-robed man in front of him.

The black-robed man took a step forward, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and opened his lips in a cold voice:

“He is patrolling on behalf of the heaven, the incarnation of the god.”

“Those who obey me will prosper, and those who disobey me will perish.”

The tribe leader Jin Wan suddenly broke free from his restraints and drew his sword.

The three gray flowers in the black-robed man’s eyes turned and flowed between his pupils. He glanced at him, and the man’s body suddenly stiffened.

“Kneel down.”

Bang!

Jin Wan fell to the ground helplessly.

The defeat of the Baiyi tribe announced the unification of the continent, and also represented the grace of God, which would soon shine into the darkest corner of this world.

Behind him, the power of fire, thunder, wind and water roared all over the sky, venting the carnival of victory.

Everyone raised their swords and weapons, shouted in unison, and sang the name of the black-robed man in front of them, which represented invincibility:

“Saint Xin! Saint Xin! Saint Xin!”

“Invincible! Invincible! Invincible!”

Saint Xin of God looked back, the three flowers in his eyes dimmed, and the white light flickered.

He saw a sword light coming from the end of the eternal time and space, and he didn’t know who it was, and he slashed to an unknown place.

But the power contained in it could clearly shake him.

There is no such thing as invincibility, it’s just that the unknown golden dragon and sword light have not yet arrived.

“From now on, this continent will be renamed the Holy Spirit Continent.”

“This ancestor, Saint Xin, will ascend to the heavenly realm and seek the ultimate meaning of the Tao. When he returns, he will help the Taoists of the Holy Spirit Continent to make further progress.”

…

“No——”

Saint Xin, the God, only fought against the dragon of the Sea Country once, but his body was broken apart.

The Holy Spirit Continent has lasted for thousands of years, and this dragon of the Sea Country civilization that appeared out of nowhere actually shattered the legend of invincibility.

“Retreat!”

“Sound the horn to retreat!”

Saint Xin woke up from the palace and looked at the continent.

At first glance, his Eye of the Great Dao could not see the myriad laws of the Great Dao, and his Pearl Eyes could not scan the changes of the Great Dao.

“Destiny is easy to change…”

“No, it won’t, it’s just a loss once, no, it’s just a draw, both sides are injured, and it was also severely damaged by me…”

Saint Xin used all his strength to activate the Eye of Prophecy again.

It was a vast expanse of white, no longer as clear as before. He tried hard to identify it, but fortunately he could vaguely see some scenes.

At the end of the world where life is withering, an old farmer bends down and picks up the only green on the barren land;

in the lawless zone where evil spirits roam, strange sacrifices occur frequently, and a bloody skull throne is piled up, awakening a three-headed, six-armed evil god;

in the barbarian land filled with yellow sand, a punch breaks through the air, and the three realms and six paths disrespect the ancient methods and turn to cultivating the flesh, intending to use the strength of ordinary ants to challenge the power of the sky and the earth;

In the storm shards that the Time Blade passed through, the Sky Island floated. The ancient giant was born thousands of feet tall, with extraordinary talents. He was stronger than the beasts of the sea country and the physical cultivation of ordinary people. He even absorbed all the laws and strengthened himself, getting closer and closer.

“Swish!”

The sword light that was still unknown appeared again.

The scene that Sheng Xin saw was shattered in an instant, and blood flowed from his eyes. In the turmoil of his Tao heart, the prophet’s eye was completely broken and turned into an unknown eye.

He didn’t know how long he was silent, and when he raised his head again.

All kinds of power gathered in his left eye and turned into a holy divine light.

But in the right eye, there was a demonic energy growing. The power was still weak, but it began to devour all fear and confusion, and grew rapidly.

“Destiny, divided into all realms.”

“My divine power has evolved to the limit. The rest of the road can only be walked by myself.”

Sheng Xin seemed to have a feeling and looked up at the sky.

He must go to the heavenly realm again, seek the divine object that is based on his own Taoism, and kill the inner demon, otherwise, there will be no possibility of progress in the future.

“Life, evil magic, force, giants, all must die!”

“And the sword!”

…

“No——”

Sheng Xin finally uttered this painful cry that can only be heard from the enemy.

He was defeated.

Completely defeated.

Defeated by the sword light that he had never been able to see clearly, and defeated at the time that he had expected.

Nine major sword techniques, eighteen sword streams, three thousand sword ways!

Human power is so limited that it can open up the sword way, lay the foundation, and be crowned with various sword techniques to advance step by step and steadily on the road to promotion.

Instead of simply giving it to others like one’s own holy way.

Perhaps, the cultivators need this method more, and need to compete through the survival of the fittest to find a pig that can give them more insights…?

At that time, the five swords of Tianzhu, Xuancang, Duzun, Nuxian, Yousi, Taicheng, the five beads of Diwei, Yuelian, Yanmang, Qingfeng, Tingchen, and Shuangzhen, can release magnificent and unrivaled power in an instant. Perhaps

, I also need to perfect my own holy weapons, push them to the extreme, and accompany me side by side, instead of just using them as tools, relying only on my fists and mental skills?

“Sir, who are you…”

“My name is Gu Mu, I came after thousands of years, and I am eager to be defeated.”

“Undefeated? Ha… Above this world, there are thirty-three heavens in the heavenly realm, and the seventy-two are located in the ancestral god. They all feed on the cultivators of our generation in the lower realm. Although I have the fate of the ancestral god to rely on the Tao, countless rare treasures, and thousands of magical medicines and spiritual plants, I must not take the heavenly realm lightly unless I have to…”

“Heavenly realm, huh?”

Sheng Xin died.

He died under the witness of the continent.

The inner demon was successfully planted, planted in Gu Mu’s heart.

Witnessed Gu Mu planting sisal in Dongshan, engraving his achievements, forging a sword tower, making twelve swords, slashing the inner demon, and ascending to the heavenly realm.

Gu Mu, can’t come back.

Because when He, the Demon Saint Xin, cultivates the Blood Demon’s Fortune-stealing Technique in this tower, he will return to the past and relive the invincible life of the God Saint Xin, and lay a backup plan in advance to plunder the fortune of the sons of destiny such as life, evil arts, force, and giants foreseen in the prophet’s eyes. The

unity of the saint and the devil is zero. Gu Mu will either die at the hands of the Heavenly Realm Ancestor God Zun Ji, or die on the way home, or die from the backlash of fortune.

“The Demon Saint Xin, the first, will also be the only ancestor god!” …

“

No——”

The sword light that the prophet saw in his eyes was not Gu Mu’s sword light, but half of the Qingju of the Eight Zun An.

Before the sword came out, Sheng Xin seemed to experience the misery of being bloodily killed by the nine major swordsmanship, eighteen sword styles, and three thousand sword arts again.

In the era of soul refinement when all the ancestors of Zhanlong Jiantian died and all the luck was taken back, He Shengxin had laid so many back-ups, and this world could still create such a talented sword cultivator.

It’s time!

It’s fate!

The same sword cultivator, the disciple is better than the master.

Fortunately, the layout of billions of years cannot be broken overnight.

Even if the eight masters become swords, taller than the lonely tree, there is nowhere to display them. They can only enter the time realm to find the past heaven realm, and there is no doubt that there is only one result, which is that they will get lost!

No matter how strong the lost sword is, it can’t cut it.

Sending away the eight masters, welcoming Shennong Baicao and Chongyin, they are still fighting.

It can be seen that Jianlong Zhantian Shuyao, the luck of each path, can all be included in the bag, leaving only Daozu and Xu Xiaoshou who jumped out in the middle, slightly out of control.

“No matter how bad it is, once the Blood Demon’s Reverse Fate Technique is activated, Dao, Shou, and Shi will gather together to witness the oneness of Saint Xin.”

“But I think it’s impossible for the remaining three to force out the Blood Demon’s Reverse Fate Technique.”

…

“No——”

The Blood Demon’s Reverse Fate Technique was activated.

The Reverse Forbidden Wheel of Life was also activated.

When Jianlong fought the Heavenly Medicine Ghost Technique, the luck of the eight ancestors all belonged to the Holy Demon. The ten ancestors were united, and the general trend was complete, invincible.

Why?

Why can’t they beat a mere Xu Xiaoshou!

The sword light seen in the eyes of the prophet in the past was not the five pillars and five beads of Gu Mu, nor the eight Zun An and Qing Ju, but the Cangku Tianjie!

“I…”

When that sword came from the distant time and space and slashed at the Demon Saint Xin, how could it be like Gu Mu at that time, after thousands of years, carrying a sword to cross over, and the sword came out to kill the God Saint Xin?

But, it’s different!

Gu Mu’s era has passed.

No matter how strong the eight Zun An is, he can’t come back after entering the time realm.

Ten ancestors have been beaten to the point where not a single one is left, and all their powers have been recovered to themselves. All their plans have been accomplished!

Why…

dared this sword to strike the Supreme?

At the moment of Cangku Tianjie, Sheng Xin’s mind flashed through his entire life like a revolving lantern. He could not figure out why Xu Xiaoshou could do this until his death.

He fought with all his might.

Just like the ripples in his heart when he first foresaw the unknown, he was completely crazy in confusion and anger.

But an ant trying to shake a tree could not shake this sword at all.

Chifa Heavenly Kingdom was shattered in an instant, and the power of Niban Lunsheng was worn out in an instant. The three weapons of the Saint Ancestor, Taiyuan Mother Coffin, Xidao Xuanji, and Hunluo Yunduan were thrown away and exploded in an instant.

From the past to the future, from another world to this world.

The Zero Ancestor God should have been invincible in the world, but Xu Xiaoshou’s sword Cangku Tianjie left him no place to stand in this world.

“Xu! Xiao! Shou!”

With one sword, the destiny of heaven was resolved, bringing three rivers and two seas.

Saint Xin’s body was destroyed by the power of the long river of body; his spirit was destroyed by the power of the long river of spirit; his mind was destroyed by the power of the long river of mind.

With one sword, hundreds of millions of years of practice, he directly killed the void.

At this moment, the Saint Demon completely lost himself, and his paranoia was like the ever-changing evil spirit at that time. He didn’t know what to say in his mind, and only had the instinctive will to survive.

“There is still a chance!”

“The destiny of the Tenth Ancestor can’t save me, but the Eleventh Ancestor can, and the Way of Memory can!”

…

“No…”

A cry of surprise came from far away in the world, and in the black memory trace, Dao Qiongcang’s mind twitched, and he also sighed deeply.

It’s coming…

It shouldn’t come, but it’s still coming…

With a sizzling sound, He had just transported the population of Xingjie into the black memory trace of his own divine court.

Above the long black river of memory, countless blood-colored mirror eyes cracked, turning into the crazy faces of Sheng Xin, roaring:

“Give it to me!”

“Dao Qiongcang, give it to me!”

Chi Chi Chi…

The power of the blood demons in all parts of the black memory traces burned, and waves of power gathered and injected, forcibly condensing the last body of Sheng Xin in the divine court.

That body was no longer in human form, with only various morbid desires, madness, and survival instincts left. It was not even Sheng Xin, but only the remnant of Dao!

It pounced on Dao Qiongcang, and on its black and red mist body that kept wriggling, scarlet eyes lit up, and in an instant, it flashed the original power of Sheng Xin’s enlightenment, such as the Pearl Star Pupil, the Three Disgusting Pupils, the Red Sad Spirit Pearl, and the Soul-Fixing Eye.

But after a moment, the power disappeared and annihilated into nothingness, because it was killed by a sword on the plane of Xu Xiaoshou’s previous life.

“Xu Xiaoshou!”

Dao Qiongcang screamed, and even stopped using the telepathic technique, but pulled himself out of the black memory.

He stood in the Xingjie, looking at Xu Xiaoshou who had barely recovered the hidden pain on the Heting Mountain of the Holy Divine Continent. He was like a god, with infinite power.

If Xu Xiaoshou helped, the remnants of Shengxin in the black memory would not be worth mentioning, but…

“Puff!”

Xu Xiaoshou opened his mouth and spurted out black blood.

He thrust the hidden pain in his hand downwards, and it stabbed into the rock. The sword body also softened, and could only tremble and support the owner’s body.

Exhausted?

Dao Qiongcang looked at his Xu.

Xu Xiaoshou looked at his Dao.

Just as when Jinren Yu Shijing appeared strongly in the time and looked at Zero to ask whether he would take action, Dao Qiongcang suddenly fell into a battle of consciousness with Daozu.

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou, after exhausting his sword, only had white eyes. He clearly had a strong desire to help, but was left with helplessness, frustration, and powerlessness. Please take care of yourself.

“…”

Dao Qiongcang was completely speechless.

What is this, karma?

In the black memory, Saint Xin Dao Nie turned into a vicious and evil appearance, rushing forward, getting closer and closer.

Dao Qiongcang’s own various powers were reduced to zero by the power of the blood demon that even Xu Xiaoshou dared not get close to when he took in the people of Xingjie.

He even lost all his power and was polluted to a pile of ordinary stones. How could he have any extra energy to fight against the final counterattack of the remnants of Saint Xin Dao?

“Can’t you give me a chance?”

The world was dead silent. Dao Qiongcang looked at Saint Xin Dao Nie in the black memory with empty eyes, and begged Xu Xiaoshou and Zang Ku on Heting Mountain.

“Hehehe…”

The remnants of Dao rushed in his face, and Saint Xin was crazy. Under the stimulation of Dao Qiongcang, he seemed to recall Dao Qiongcang’s betrayal before:

“This ancestor, I have already given you a chance!”

On Heting Mountain, Xu Xiaoshou seemed to be unable to see the movement of the black memory, and could not hear the sadness in Dao Qiongcang’s words.

He seemed to want to speak. He opened his mouth and spit out black blood again. He fell to the ground with his whole body pressed against Zang Ku. His eyes lost their luster:

“The burden is too great…”

“Zang Ku’s sword can cross time and space, kill Sheng Xin, and completely empty everything I have…”

He tried his best to support his body, as if he wanted to help Dao Qiongcang.

But he missed and fell down again. His head was knocked through by the stone. It can be imagined that he must be extremely weak:

“Damn, you still can’t do it…”

“In this case, my Tao can only rely on myself…”

…

Deliberate!

Definitely to disgust people!

Dao Qiongcang could see through Xu Xiaoshou’s tricks, but he had to bear the consequences of the evil he had sown at that time.

After all, he had calculated Xu Xiaoshou more than once.

Now this guy chose to cut with a sword, leaving Sheng Xin with his last breath, so that He could choose to counterattack himself.

With the power of Saint Xin’s Blood Demon and the help he had to give to Xingjie, he lowered his state to the lowest point.

Two low points, two against two.

Xu Xiaoshou watched from the other side, waiting for the final change.

No matter who lives or dies, He must have one last card to suppress the only winner between the snipe and the clam.

Because no matter whether the snipe wins or the clam wins, they will empty everything and will no longer be able to fight against Xu Weng.

The art of the emperor lies in checks and balances!

Xu Xiaoshou’s checks and balances control his own heart. Whether he surrenders or dies depends on the attitude he expresses next!

“Saint Xin, do you really think that this ancestor can’t control you?”

Dao Qiongcang suddenly glared, shouted, the jade crown broke, and his black hair fell like a madman.

He pinched his hands into his chest, as if he was trying to take out the last thing that could save his life, and shouted at the top of his lungs:

“I have hidden this card for so long, how could it be waiting for the Eight Lords, the head of our Holy Slave, or my best friend Xu Xiaoshou who would die for me?”

“It is waiting for you right now, Saint Xin!”

Xu Xiaoshou of Heting Mountain crawled on the ground, his eyelids trembling wildly, as if he had lost all his six senses and could not see the battlefield at all.

As his eyelids twitched, they happened to open a crack.

Xu Xiaoshou then took the opportunity to glance at the battlefield, and saw that although Dao Qiongcang looked like a madman, his eyes were still wide open, and he was staring at him while roaring.

He was moved, and spoke tremblingly:

“Good friends, for life…”

But he couldn’t do anything, because he was really exhausted.

In the black memory trace, the remnant of Saint Xin Dao was already paranoid, how could he be scared by Dao Qiongcang?

It rushed forward, and seemed to have also stared at Dao Qiongcang’s right hand inserted into his chest, and rushed forward first, tearing it violently.

Boom!

Dao Qiongcang’s right hand was torn apart, and nothing could be taken out.

“Ah?”

In Heting Mountain, Xu Xiaoshou’s body was shocked, and his eyelids stopped twitching. He raised his head with an ugly face.

So weak.

Was it broken by Saint Xin?

“Memory, belongs to me——”

After the remnant of Saint Xin Dao tore Dao Qiongcang’s right hand, they found that there was actually nothing, and were completely enraged.

The whole group of fangs and claws of the formless mist-like body rushed into Dao Qiongcang’s body, instantly occupying and invading everything of Dao Qiongcang.

From inside to outside, from body to spirit to mind, and then from the way of memory to the black memory trace, completely seized!

“Dao Qiongcang–“

Xu Xiaoshou shouted in shock, and had barely stood up, but he staggered as he took a step forward, and he couldn’t even fly, let alone help.

Dao Qiongcang’s eyes were filled with demonic energy, and his entire face was deformed rapidly in an instant, distorted beyond recognition.

When he finally stopped, his whole body seemed to have been controlled by Sheng Xin, and only the voice of despair was powerlessly transmitted:

“Xu Xiaoshou, I know you doubt me in your heart.”

“Since we are close friends in life and death, and have shared weal and woe until this moment, these suspicions cannot be erased.”

“Why not hand me over to Sheng Xin now, and let you decide the fate of both of us with one sword.”

On Heting Mountain, Xu Xiaoshou coughed continuously, his eyes desperate, and shouted sadly:

“Dao Qiongcang, where are your cards? Didn’t you say that you still have the strength to deal with Sheng Xin’s final counterattack?”

Dao Qiongcang’s body was twisted, his body, soul, and mind were all being devoured madly, his eyes turned white, and he laughed weakly:

“Under the power of the Blood Demon, how can there be any last card?”

“It’s just to temporarily comfort you, so that you forget your worries, and go all out to kill Sheng Xin.”

“As long as… puff, as long as you can succeed, what does the life and death of me, Dao Qiongcang, matter?”

Xu Xiaoshou showed disbelief on his face, his eyes red, and he was moved: “

Dao Qiong Cang——”

He just shouted, after all, he couldn’t do anything.

Puff!

Dao Qiong Cang’s body broke apart, and he opened his mouth to spurt out black blood again. It was his turn to spurt out black blood.

He seemed to want to say something else, but it seemed that he could no longer speak.

“Dao Qiong Cang——”

Xu Xiaoshou was still shouting, he could only shout.

Dao Qiong Cang was trembling, as if he couldn’t even hear Xu Xiaoshou’s last call. He tried hard to hold back, but he could only utter one sentence:

“Kill… me…”

“Quick… “

Xu Xiaoshou cried and wanted to rush up to rescue his friend Dao Qiong Cang.

But he mentioned Zang Ku, who softened, took a step, staggered and fell, and finally fell on a big rock, hating his own incompetence:

“Dao Qiong Cang——”

Dao Qiong Cang’s body stiffened, and then completely lost the ability to speak, leaving only the twitching and spasming sound of “uh uh um”.

His vitality began to be cut off, and the aura of Sheng Xin on his body began to become strong.

Under the pollution of the power of the blood demon, he had already become the next most perfect carrier of Sheng Xin.

“Dao Qiong Cang–“

Xu Xiaoshou called again, but Dao Qiong Cang could no longer hear him.

Xu Xiaoshou burst into tears and cried loudly, but he could only express his last reluctant farewell:

“Dao Qiong Cang, my good friend, after you die, I will stay away from the Holy Land, and when I am in a better state, I will come back to kill Sheng Xin and avenge you.”

“But in order to prevent Sheng Xin from tracing me through the Dao of Memory, I will use the Sea of Intention to annihilate all the people and things related to you in this world, including me, Dao Zu, Dao Qiong Cang, Yi Ji, Dao Peipei, etc. in my memory.”

“I will remember you and your sacrifice.”

“But I will also forget you, so that you can’t be resurrected. Ah, ah, I can’t bear it, Dao Qiong Cang–“

Dao Qiong Cang couldn’t hear him at first, but when he heard the words, his body shook, and his eyes went from only white to black, with hatred.

“I surrender!”

He couldn’t pretend anymore, and raised his left hand with difficulty and inserted it into his chest.

The last card that could not be touched before, did not exist at all, and was claimed not to be aimed at the Holy Slave Master and his close friend Xu Xiaoshou, was actually touched out.

It was…

a severed hand! (End of this chapter)